I’ve rebuilt two old bicycles and one new one. Round about two thousand miles has always been a maintenance bellwether.
I just had finished installing a brand new starter and took a milk-run test-ride. The clutch cable snapped on that oil stained parking space pictured just in front of the bike. I had moved it to the alley where I could try to MacGyver the broken cable and limp home.
I tried several times but the sun was setting and the milk was getting warm so I called for a truck. He called another driver to show him how to load motorcycles.